[hel7l7]

I still don't know how to carry that pain

[ideale]

— Zelda Fitzgerald, from a letter to Scott Fitzgerald, May 1919

[sunsbleeding]

Poem by Shauna Barbosa Art by me 🍊

[ahududulugazoz]

[weltenwellen]

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[heavensghost]

Susan Orlean, The orchid thief

[heavensghost]

Words by Andrea Gibson

[howifeltabouthim]

With a sigh, I placed my hand in his. There wasn't any other option. Sparks flared to life where our skin met. I leaned into the touch. One night, and I was addicted.

Kate Stevens, from Bride of Brutal Hearts

[8-bitfiction]

[sexandjeans]

if only you was you again

[threespringspoet]

From my diary, October 24th

[moldavite]

i ask for very little and receive even less

[lamignonette]

[norfisthewhimsy]

[paper-wounds]

[mournfulroses]

Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1913, featured in Letters To Felice

[urgetocreate]

Jenny Aitken (British), Paddle and Splash, 2026, Oil on canvas